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Chapter 4

The silence that followed was remarkably loud. Thomas and Newt stared at Face as she refused to explain. She shuddered and stepped towards the stairs.

"We should go to bed. Tomorrow is going to be a busy day."

"Please explain: The dead." Thomas asked, stopping her halfway down the stairs.

"I can't. I shouldn't. Please forget that I said that. We could get into so much trouble for having been on the roof." She continued down the stairs and they followed.

Eventually she was running faster than they could keep up and by the time they reached the sixth floor, she was gone.

"I don't like her." Newt said as they started walking to their dorm.

"She knows." Thomas mumbled. "Why?"

"I don't know. I just don't trust her. I don't trust anyone here. But she's particularly annoying because of the way she looks at you."

"Me? How… how does she look at me?"

"Not you in particular. Just the way she stares. Like she's reading your mind. It's unnatural."

Thomas stared at Newt as he tried to figure out what he was thinking when he realized he was still holding the lantern. He switched it off and they walked into the dorm.

The next morning, the lock down alarm woke them and as the thuds and clicks came from the walls, the windows opened and light fell into the room.

A lanky teenage boy waited for them to make their beds and took the boys to the showers and wardrobe.

Wardrobe was an entire floor devoted to clothes. It was divided between boys and girls, then size/age and then occasion. Mind you, it was merely sleep clothes and regular day clothes. The one wall was devoted to shoes. Stacks of unopened clothes remained in a corner while there was a lone rack with various uniforms abandoned.

They each got sleepwear and daywear with shoes and socks that actually fit. It wasn't bulk clothing that all looked the same. They actually managed to each pick something they liked and there were variations.

The showers were communal with only rippled glass between them. There was a whole wall lined with sinks and they each got a toothbrush and soap. It took them longer to shower than they hoped and a few boys were struck with icy cold water as Anna had warned.

After brushing their teeth, combing their hair and getting dressed, they took their nightwear to their beds and headed to the cafeteria for breakfast.

Newt searched around for Face and jumped when he caught Thomas staring at him with a grin.

"What you doing there, Newt?" Thomas teased. "Searching for the enemy?"

"What you on about?" Newt frowned and walked away.

With breakfast they each got a small plastic cup with medication inside. The boys stared at the tablet and waited for Thomas to tell them what to do with it.

"They're necessary." Anna slid into a seat next to Minho. "It is just vitamins."

"Where do you get this?" Minho asked as he turned the capsule in his fingers.

"Raiders find them in the city." Anna swallowed her pill and moved on to her food. They seemed to accept it and all took it quickly.

"Raiders?" Minho pried.

"Everything will be explained to you after breakfast. Patrick will give you all jobs and you can all contribute to the community." She motioned across the room at a muscular young man, possibly the oldest boy in the whole room.

They all looked quickly and returned to eating. Thomas noticed Face talking to Patrick. She was arguing with him and he grabbed her arm roughly. Her posture suddenly changed and it looked as if she grew a few inches just by standing upright. She said something stern and he dropped his grip as if she was a hot iron.

They finished their breakfast and chatted curiously about the coming day, asking Anna all sorts of questions.

Newt took his tray to the tray stand and ran into Face. She crushed her mini cup with the pill still inside and trashed it.

"Well, if it isn't Trouble." He stated.

"I already have a nickname, two actually." She sneered and stepped away. She was gone before he could ask why she wasn't taking the vitamin.

"Really don't like her." Newt mumbled to no one.

After everyone had cleared the cafeteria, they all remained seated and faced the wide white wall. The newbies did as everyone else did.

Patrick started explaining about the map of the city. A drawing of the basic map was drawn on the white wall and several districts were marked in different colors.

"The port is clear for raiding. Vivian, Carl, and Luna, your teams go in and collect what you can find. Jen, Tertian and Heidi, your teams are on clean up and dinner duty. Fin…" He called out name after name and gave instructions. After he'd told everyone what to do, he asked whether the newbies where particularly good in anything. Frypan and Teresa went over to Heidi's table to help in the kitchen; Minho and a few others joined the Raiders and a few joined Patrick on the safety team. Thomas remained undecided.

Patrick eventually insisted that Thomas join them in safety, as everyone said he was the fastest runner.

"Who still doesn't have assignments?" Patrick asked the newbie table. Newt raised his hand, Face grumbled loudly, and Patrick turned to her.

"What are you doing today?"

"Golden hall." She said. Her choice seemed to amuse Patrick. Thomas was surprised that she was the only one on her own mission. He suddenly realized he wanted to go where she was going.

"Take him with you." Patrick motioned to Newt who started frowning. "You have a problem, Face?"

She sighed.

"You don't like him?" Patrick asked openly.

"No." she answered honestly.

"Good." He reached to touch her face and she flinched away from his touch. "Let's do this."

And then, as if everyone knew what to do, the large group disassembled. Thomas patted Newt on the shoulder and walked over to Patrick's group. Newt watched Face and she pretended to ignore him. She pulled a piece of paper closer and swiftly drew out a map. She checked it and then shoved it in Newt's ribcage, winding him.

"If we end up separated, this is your way back here. I won't have your head on my list. No matter what time of the day or what happens, you must return here if you lose me."

"Alright." Newt folded the paper and stuffed it in his pocket. He smiled to himself when his pocket was actually intact.

"You must be back here before nightfall. If you're not, I will hunt you down and kill you myself."

"What if you're outside after nightfall?"

"I won't be."

"You sound really sure about yourself."

"I know me. You don't. I will be back before nightfall."

"But what if you're not?" He countered.

"I'm one hell of a climber. If you're here and I'm not, then you go open the door on the roof so I can climb my way into the building."

"It's twelve stories. That's madness."

"Yeah. That's why I'll be back before nightfall." She took a deep breath. "We both will be."

"So. What is the Golden hall?"

"You and your questions." She shook her head and walked away, Newt followed.